but cannot answer to your call See me, feel me Touch me, heal me See me, feel me Touch me, heal me There is no chance, no untried operation All hope
to your old stories) te peerd op grampeer ziene sjoet. (horssitting at granddada??s knees) Eus ouge blA?nke bij dien glories, (our eyes shined at your glories
-blade knife Baby says ?I'm gonna break the law tonight? Ooh, if your daddy could see you now Rock and roll rebel on a jailbreak run Big operator,
like a switchblade knife Baby says we're gonna break the law tonight Ooh...if your daddy could see you now Rock'n'Roll rebel on a jailbreak run This operator
of rhinestone and living in South London. And no one's really clear about Tommy's job description, But it's pretty clear he's vital to the whole damn operation
soap opera but now I'm a General Hospital Condition critical, spirit over who's the physical So if I die, catch me at the funeral I'll fly away, ohh, glory
be in Love is as strong as Death is as strong as love With the promise of our youth The silence from the truth The passing of the rage The glory of
(x4) People in the audience Kool G Rap is my name I write rhymes and insert them inside your brain And DJ Polo, the man I'm behind He operates the
PHANTOM'S VOICE Insolent boy! This slave of fashion basking in your glory! Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph! CHRISTINE
RAOUL You must change. I'll order my carriage. Two minutes - Little Lotte. CHRISTINE No, Raoul, wait! PHANTOM Insolent boy! This slave of fashion basking in your glory
. She runs to the door and the Phantom starts singing) Phantom: (sudden loudness at first) Insolent boy/this slave of fashion/basking in your glory/
, I just let you cut you, cut me-- cut the bullshit Damn, I love the hugs enough to tolerate the way we made each other crazy, making it so tough to operate
and anguish wings purify the air 'cause I'm coming and sacrifice to the big tree with fire and blood. I Esteban promise... Power and glory in the anarchy
hope of a refuge I'm the agony of the preyer and the red blood on the sword The creature suffocated gasp and the last plea before the void May glory walk
the altar of Cernunnos. Crucified on The Oak. Oh you, God of Moon, sanctify this magis ritual. In my heart there's the power of glory, in my eyes the
'Cause she could take this word and turn it on But she takes her love And makes our house of home She can't afford to spend her day In a old soap opera
(Voice of Phantom) Insolent boy, this slave of fashion, Basking in your glory! Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor, Sharing in my triumph! (Christine